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Shikhov turned his attention to the men at the bar. It seems they had begun talking with each other. Some words had been directed his way. He smiled widely under his bandages. Little children, he thought. His emerald eyes scanned the group of men. His mission was set, but he couldn't see the...
Men began to converse with each other at the bar. The smell was indistinguishable. Shikhov lifted the bottle to his lips again, and after drinking heavily he put it back down. He slid the half used bottle back to the barkeep, and handed him a crisp 100 dollar bill. A keepsake from the wallet...
The sun shines brightly through the musty motel room. Shikhov stands naked in the middle of the room. Surrounding him are two corpses, posed in a disfigured triangle. "Успокаивающие ветры, настало время шторма." The words slithered out of his mouth, taking physical form. The dust in the room...
Name: Shikhov Mirogod Igorevich
Godly Parent: Baba Yaga, Allied Pantheon
BIO: The old gods and the new could not contain the spiritual energy within young Shikhov. No one could tell what was wrong with the poor child, but the winds of winter that howled on the day of his birth, determined that...
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